Chen Yu struggled desperately.
She was losing blood far too quickly.
It was as if an invisible vortex in his mouth was furiously devouring the blood in her body.
In the face of this, all her struggles were futile. The force she exerted on Hu Qi was no more effective than a tickle.
As time slowly passed,
her struggles gradually weakened.
Her hair turned dry and yellow, and her once plump, radiant skin rapidly dehydrated and shriveled like a deflating ball.
She no longer had any strength left to resist.
"You... this... monster... The Feast... won't... spare you."
She stared fixedly at Hu Qi.
Hu Qi paid her no mind.
He still seemed unsatisfied.
He spread his arms, pulling Chen Yu into a tight embrace.
The muscles in his arms bulged as he tightened his grip, squeezing her relentlessly.
From a distance, it looked like two lovers in a touching embrace.
GULP GULP GULP...
He swallowed large gulps of Black Blood.
A short while later,
he stopped.
